Korath Guardians Novels & Stories

Perhaps there were others, remnants of a forgotten past, who could aid them in their quest. The Guardian nodded, its form beginning to shimmer. "You will face trials, both physical and spiritual. The corruption will test your resolve, but you must not falter. Your strength lies in your unity, in your unwavering belief in the light." With a final, booming echo, the Guardian vanished, leaving behind a lingering sense of awe and trepidation. Liam and Xal'dar stood alone, two men transformed into guardians, facing an uncertain future. The purple sun hung heavy in the sky, a constant reminder of the threat they faced. They turned towards the ruins of the city, a place that had marked the beginnin

“The Hollow’s guardians. And they don’t take kindly to trespassers.” The air thickened with a chilling energy as Kael’s words settled like a heavy weight between them. Sasha’s heart raced, her gaze darting into the dark forest. The firelight barely illuminated the looming trees, their shadows stretching toward her like claws. Ethan stood, his body rigid, his jaw clenched. “Guardians? What are we dealing with, Kael?” Kael stumbled closer to the fire, blood dripping from a deep gash on his side. “Ancient creatures. They were created to protect the nexus from anyone unworthy. They’re relentless, merciless, and nearly impossible to kill.”

"The biometric scanners in those stations are 'Manning-Sovereign' grade. I know the override codes. My mother used to supply the luxury security for those very models." "Jace, Isabella, Nico," Kora continued, looking at the rest of the team. "You’re our field support and logistical extraction." "Jace, I want you tracking the thermal signatures of the mercenaries. Isabella, keep an eye on the city’s power fluctuations—if Silas senses us, the grid will react. Nico, you’re on point. If we run into trouble, you clear the path." Nico Khrushev checked his sidearm, his face a mask of grim determination. "The Kartel is ready, Kora. Let’s show these 'Guardians' what real field ops look like."

The steel sang against the scabbard—a clear, ringing note. "Viggo, point. Wolfy, control. Guller, keep the minds off us." We moved. Our boots hit the floor in a synchronized, heavy rhythm. We weren't the ragged survivors of the Wastes. We were the Covenant. We were a single organism moving with lethal intent. A squad of Onyx Guards rounded the corner. They were seven feet tall. Their armor was void-black Barzil-plate that swallowed the light. They held energy pikes. The weapons hummed with a low, threatening vibration.

He tried to crawl but was too fragile. Akira soon got to Connor's side. She sat with one knee on the ground. "Don't try to move or it will worsen your fracture," she told him. The three other guardians started to attack Coel but to no avail. They knew only a second is left for Conrad. The veins on his face are already bulging. His eyes are getting red. He will soon die if he won't be freed from the monster's grip. The war continued. Guardians of Lights against Coel. King Suxx against King Hydrae. General Amber against General Thud. Ignis Hella knights and the keepers against Aquan Knights.

The guardians, too, seemed impressed, their glowing eyes widening slightly. But the trial was far from over. The guardians led them to a second test, this time one that involved solving an ancient riddle etched into the surface of a towering stone monolith. The riddle was complex, its meaning obscured by layers of symbolism and allegory. The clues were subtle, requiring keen observation and an intuitive understanding of ancient lore. It was Ronan, with his sharp intellect and his vast knowledge of ancient cultures, who eventually cracked the code. He deciphered the riddle, unlocking a hidden passage behind the monolith.

Just then, a loud roar erupted, closely followed by an ever-growing silhouette. The unknown figure could be seen fitted in a suit of armor as he took quick steps out of the main hall, inciting both awe and fear to those he passed. It was Cayden. Cayden was the Heavenly Alliance's guardian. His duty was to guard the Heavenly Altar in the place of Rogart if he was absent due to other responsibilities. 'Hmm?' Cayden was caught off guard. In that instant, Cayden's gaze was utterly locked on Agatha. His eyes sparkled wide open in disbelief, and his mouth was agape with incredulity.

I halted my step a few distance away from the kitchen tent when I saw many guards situated around two men, probably the assassin. I walked towards them. I saw a wide rope fastened around their mouth and another rope on their hands. Arnold sat on his relaxing chair and flexed his muscles with his dark eyes which visibly emit no mercy. A bulky guard came forward. He bowed to Aaron and muttered with a hostile stare at the guards "We are waiting for your instruction, your Highness" Arnold stretches his hand to caress his jaw and grunts "What is on your mind, Achraf?" "I dare not decide the presence of His Highness" he declined Arnold and swerved low.

drew it is because I had brought her here before. You see Kara is special, you see. Have you ever heard of the Moon Stone Atlas?" "Yes, but I was told it was a myth and that it didn't really exist." "Oh, it is very real and it is here on your property deep within your mountain chain." I looked at her stand and she just chuckled at me. "You see Atlas, Kara is special because she has been chosen to be the next Moon Stone guardian." I looked at her shocked, "The next Moonstone guardian?" I asked. She looked at me and smiled and continued, "She will be our race's savior. She will be quite powerful once she comes into her full powers and will be sought after by those who want to do us harm. She

Neither deserved that. “Can someone please fucking fill me in on a situation that involves me?” I snapped, annoyed with their back and forth bitching without explaining shit to me. Thad turned his attention from Camden back to me. His face looked lighter as he offered me a sweet smile. “I was going to explain things before he rudely interrupted. I told you that our families were different, Jae. My family are called Guardians. We are drawn to ‘charges’ whom we are tasked to protect. You are my charge. My parents were drawn to you the day we met as someone they were tasked with protecting. It became my duty to protect you after I was initiated this summer. That was why I was so insistent on yo